War hath no fury like a non-combatant.
quote by Charles Edward Montague
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Open Up Woman
Im beggin forgiveness
But its gonna take a miracle
cos Ive been lyin
She dont wanna know and I think its impossible
Said open up woman
I know that youre sad and lonely
If I could hold you
We could make it again
Listen all you men
Be good and be warned
Hell hath no fury
Like the wrath of a woman scorned
Open up woman
Give me a chance
No more lyin
No more secrets
If I could make you
I would take you away and cover up your sadness
I keep sayin open up woman
But you dont wanna hear my promise
If I cant have you
Then I dont need a heart
Listen all you men
Be good and be warned
Hell hath no fury
Like the wrath of a woman scorned
Open up woman
And give me a chance
Listen all you men
Be good and be warned
Hell hath no fury
Like the wrath of a woman scorned
Livin in silence
Of my own makin
Though she wont show me
I know that her heart and soul are achin
Open up woman
I know that youre lost and let down
Im gonna keep tryin
stead of losin again
Listen all you men
Be good and be warned
Hell hath no fury
Like the wrath of a woman scorned
Open up woman
And give me a chance
Open up woman
Open up woman
song performed by by Nazareth
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Mothers Day2007
She hath my heart, she is my mum.
She hath my heart, she is my only, she is my one.
She hath my heart, though rough winds may blow.
She hath my heart, still her love will flow, her love will always show.
She hath my heart, I thank my lucky stars.
She hath my heart and i have hers.
She hath my heart, i long for her presence.
She hath my heart, her name is essence.
She hath my heart and forever she will.
Lifetimes will come and go, i will love her still
She hath my heart, this fact i cant conceal
Our bond is like sentiment you just cant kill
She hath my heart in times of sorrow.
She hath my heart, yesterday, today and tomorrow.
She hath my heart, my voice will sing.
She hath my heart, she makes the bell in my heart ring.
She hath my heart, in times of trouble.
She wont stumble no i will not let her crumble.
She hath my heart in each and every way
And my love for her grows with each day
She hath my heart for we were once one.
She hath my heart, the heart of the boy inside the man
I hath her heart, the heart we once shared.
Though separated in body the hearts still paired.
She hath my heart i need her near.
She hath my heart my mama dear
She hath my heart and she already knows
In a world of thorny bushes she stands out like rose
She hath my heart for she is always by my side
When the sun sets she is my light, she is my guide.
poem by Soul Child
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Hell hath no fury like a bureaucrat scorned.
quote by Milton Friedman
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Hell hath no fury like a liberal scorned.
quote by Dick Gregory
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Hell hath no fury like a hustler with a literary agent.
quote by Frank Sinatra
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Loveless
Hell hath no fury
Like a woman scorned
My love for you is dead
But I have no need to mourn
We're just going through the motions,
We both know there's nothing left.
poem by Denice Robinson
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Heaven hath no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor Hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Who Hath The Courage?
Who hath courage? Not the hero
Leading in the strife,
To receive a nation's plaudits,
For his waste of life.
Who, then, is it that hath courage?
He alone who dares
Act up to his own convictions,
And the right declares.
Who hath courage? Not the tyrant
Boasting of his skill,
To enslave and bind his fellow
At his simple will.
Who, then, is it that hath courage?
He that doth proclaim,
Unto all their right to freedom,
Every man the same.
Who hath courage? Not the sober,
Or untempted one,
Who hath never had his stomach
Eaten out by rum.
Who, then, is it that hath courage?
He who though he may
Have been using poison freely,
Throws the cup away.
Who hath courage? Not the daring,
Reckless pugilist,
Who for wager smites a brother,
With uplifted fist.
Who, then, is it that hath courage?
He that won't resent
Every little insult given
With a base intent.
poem by Benjamin Cutler Clark
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Fury Of The Wild
Sighs - The fury has electrified my mind
Sighs - The hatred burns inside by the mark of vengeance I will grind
Sighs - The sound of metal falling to the ground
Sighs - By blood we will unite by blood we are forever bound
Vengeance calling me
Oh, please set me free
The Fury of the Wild
Locked up in this cage
Can't you feel the rage?
The Fury of the Wild
Sighs - Your silence will not sanctify your crime
Sighs - When revolution calls I will be the first in line
Vengeance calling me
Oh, please set me free
The Fury of the Wild
Locked up in this cage
Can't you feel the rage?
The Fury of the Wild
Now as you stand on your own
With the future, face to face
Take a look at me now
Feel the fury, taste my rage
Come taste my revenge
Unbent - Unbowed - Unbroken
Vengeance calling me
Oh, please set me free
The Fury of the Wild
Locked up in this cage
Can't you feel the rage?
The Fury of the Wild
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Phillis 01
MY Phillis hath the morning sun
At first to look upon her;
And Phillis hath morn-waking birds
Her risings still to honour.
My Phillis hath prime-feather'd flowers,
That smile when she treads on them;
And Phillis hath a gallant flock,
That leaps since she doth own them.
But Phillis hath too hard a heart,
Alas that she should have it!
It yields no mercy to desert,
Nor grace to those that crave it.
poem by Thomas Lodge
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Phillis I
My Phillis hath the morning sun
At first to look upon her;
And Phillis hath morn-waking birds
Her risings still to honour.
My Phillis hath prime-feather'd flowers,
That smile when she treads on them;
And Phillis hath a gallant flock,
That leaps since she doth own them.
But Phillis hath too hard a heart,
Alas that she should have it!
It yields no mercy to desert,
Nor grace to those that crave it.
poem by Thomas Lodge
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I know indeed what evil I intend to do, but stronger than all my afterthoughts is my fury, fury that brings upon mortals the greatest evils.
I know indeed what evil I intend to do, but stronger than all my afterthoughts is my fury, fury that brings upon mortals the greatest evils.
Euripides in Medea (-431)
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Anomalous
What hath a mind
If it hath not a choice
What hath a man
If he hath not a voice
What is a man
If the voice the man hath
Is that of another
On a surrogate path
Rather I say
Inimitably give
Make each moment yours
Expectations, outlive
Bring no shame upon
How you sound or appear
Speak loud, proud,
Conscious, and clear
You're not born with a voice
It forms over time
Just speak for yourself
You'll turn out sublime
poem by Brandon McConnell
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Furore
The furore approaching is ascending,
To alight and be fury so it escapes;
An insurrection is similar, so to state,
So leave the lovers and the musicians.
Fury needs anger to muster a full pledge,
Mastering us when the politician appears
With his sound and noise, his superior hearing,
His speaking learns for us, the fury is again.
He is no mountebank, no clever charlatan,
But an impossible man of high consequences,
Fully desired by the newspapers, and the journals,
So then the furious men talk, so that we learn.
poem by Naveed Akram
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What We Have Not Yet Understood Because It Still Not Within Our Power
there is a flower that
you did not pick because you did not find it
to your liking
'there is a standard for the picking
there are rules for what beauty is', you tell your friend
the stone is not beautiful
you use it for hitting someone's head
that moron
there is a poem and a non-poem
a combatant and a non-combatant
self-executing and non-self executing
there is a none for
fullness
i have confidence
and soon even in a hundred awakenings i shall prove you wrong
there is a song in
a chant
there is a chant
in a sorrow that is silent
there is always light
in a candle even if
it is not lighted
tastes change, rulers are ousted
the ants become kings
the winds turn to ice to stone to fish
everything is possible
you must watch out, but you shall not reach that point
you do not live that long
like a layer of histories
hidden in a rock
in the lines of
a tree's trunk
there is poetry in narration
there is poetry in chaos
there is beauty in the ugliness of things
in the madness of men there is still a hidden
humanity
there is a song in wood
there is a lesson learned in paths
you just not have the power yet to see all these
there is a tomorrow in the past
there is a story in the blank wall
there is grief in a smile
there is life in the bones of men
there is still an undiscovered law in mass murder
there is at the end
peace in a nuclear destruction.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hate Is Such A Word
hate is such a word
but it could be real if you wish it to be
and from a flicker
it can turn into a big fire
and it can burn a woman
like hell hath no fury
than a woman scorned
try the little sister of hate
we call it indifference
she is numb and yet
so strong like its
brother named
Trottel
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Meeting Of The Stars
The stars of the world have joined to-day.
‘Mid the host on high none are found like these.
The Pleiads desire such unity,
For no breath can come between them.
The star of the east hath come to the west;
He hath found the sun among the daughters thereof.
He hath set up a bower of thick branches;
He hath made of them a tent for the sun.
Translated by Nina Salaman
poem by Yehudah HaLevi
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